You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife

Chapter 320: Payback Time

Trishia looked at the four hostages in front of her filled with animosity then after, she grinned. It's

payback time!

Sen. Meyer's men hastily get rid of their blindfolds at the same time. The looks of hostages were

horrified upon seeing Trishia sitting in front of them with a big wicked grin. Her eyes were sparkling with

an eyebrow curled upward.

"Booo!" Trishia sounded in a surprising suspenseful tone. "Happy to see me again? I hope I didn't

disappoint you by seeing me sooner than you expected." Trishia said full of sarcasm. The four

hostages were the rude policeman, the fat woman, and her two buddies who were now trembling in

fright. They were like seeing a ghost as their eyes widened in disbelief and fear. The greatest shock

was with the fat woman who had lost her braveness and confidence. She was like a lost puppy who

wanted to amend her sins with frightful eyes same as the rude policeman. The two women were

already whimpering afraid of Trishia's vengeance. They also lost their cheerful giggles and fun.

Trishia liked her sight very much. Very much that she could jump and shout for satisfaction. She

couldn't believe that she could get her revenge as early as this one.

"So, do you like my surprise, my daughter?" Sen. Meyer butted in handing Trishia a gun. Trishia didn't

answer but she accepted the gun. She stood up then she strode toward the hostages who were now

kneeling on the ground begging for their lives to be spared.

"Eennie...Mennie...Miney..Mo... Boom!" Trishia pointed the gun at the hostages' heads. The muzzle of

her gun traveled every head of the hostages and then ended up on the fat woman's head.

"Please! No! I'm sorry for what I have done. I'm very sorry. Please spare my life! Please!" The fat

woman pleaded. She seemed going to have a heart attack.

Still pointing her gun, Trishia looked at the fat woman in disgust. "Look at me! Look at what have you

done to my hair!" Trishia roared angrily. "My hair's worth could not be paid by your peasant life. Do you

know that?" Trishia added pointing the muzzle to the fat woman's forehead. The fat woman helplessly

crawled onto the ground and hugged Trishia's foot but Trishia kicked right away and shot the ground

which made the fat woman back to her original position horrified.

Trishia was sick and very disgusted by her touch and she had enough of it. "Touch me once again and

you will die first!" She roared.

The two women cried even more hearing the gunshot. Looking at them, Trishia's smile widened. She

strode toward the two. Using her gun, Trishia lifted their heads to face her. "Where are your giggles?

Why are you two crying now? Come one laugh! Laugh now or else I will blow your heads off!" Trishia

ordered hatefully as she pointed the gun at them. The two women looked at each scared. Who would

want to laugh at their situation? "Laugh!" Trishia shouted impatiently. The two shivered in fright.

"Ha... Ha...ha..." The thin woman started. It was a low haha just to follow Trishia's order. The curly

woman still could not utter any word so Trishia got pissed. She pointed her gun at the woman's

forehead. The woman trembled tremendously. Trishia had still fresh memory of this woman. She was

the one who pulled her hair and boastfully made fun of her. Her giggles and bully expression were all

fresh in her mind. Trishia grinned wider. She was about to pull the trigger when the thin woman

shouted. "Please stop! Spare my sister's life!"

Trishia frowned. So the two women happened to be siblings.

"Interesting!" Trishia commented. "Very interesting!" Her words carried emphasis like she already had

fun in her mind.

Then she strode to the rude policeman whose head was facing the ground. Trishia could still feel the

pain from his hard grip. He roughly pushed her like an animal that was going to be slaughtered inside

the cell.

"What about you die first?" Trishia pointed the muzzle on his forehead. Trishia could see a great fear in

the policeman's eyes which made her delighted. The cruel policeman was now a coward hostage. "Oh!

Did you just pee in your pants?" Trishia blurted out along with her chuckles when she saw the man's

trembling stance.

"Huh! You put me in that cell so you die first!" Trishia regained her anger. She was about to pull the

trigger but the curly woman shouted. "Please no! Spare my boyfriend's life!"

Hearing her, Trishia frowned again then her lips widened revealing her white porcelain teeth. "This is

even more interesting!" Trishia's voice was very excited. She seemed to have the most exciting plan as

her eyes sparkled. Then she sat back in her chair and signal Sen. Meyer's men to bring the hostages

closer to her.

"Okay, this is what we are going to do." Trishia sniffed deeply before she continued. "Since you girls

love to giggle what about you give us some entertainment." Trishia smiled wickedly.

The four hostages' expressions got more horrified. With Trishia, they felt the king of devils would punish

them. It felt like judgment day. With the Senator's men behind Trishia, her plan was perfect.

"Okay! You!" Sitting on her chair like a queen guarded by her armies, Trishia pointed her gun at the fat

woman. The fat woman panicked seeing Trishia. "Stand up!" Trishia demanded. The fat woman felt a

little relieved for such an easy task as she quickly stood up. "Strip!" Trishia added with a pathetic

expression. The fat woman's eyes widened in fear. Seeking a dozen of men around her, she felt

embarrassed as she could not even move. "Do you hear me? Strip!" Trishia roared impatiently pointing

her gun at the fat woman.

"Okay! Okay! Please don't shoot me!" The fat woman pleaded and started to take off her shirt.

"Faster... My finger is getting impatient." She sounded calm but dangerous when delayed.

Hearing Trishia, the fat woman quickly took off her pants. She was very scared and she had no time to

hesitate. Being naked in front of men was no deal if it could save her life but it was the most

humiliating.

"Oh!!!" The men blurted out seeing the fat woman's fat naked body. It was not amazement but disgust.

Trishia smiled satisfyingly. "Now, dance!" Trishia whirled her gun but it still pointed at the fat woman.

The woman trembled terribly. She deeply regretted bullying a Trishia Meyer, especially cutting her hair.

If only she knew how evil Trishia is, she would not mind serving Trishia. She would be a loyal slave to

Trishia but it was too late. Too late for her regrets.

"Dance gracefully of I will shoot you!" Trishia angrily roared. The fat woman danced quickly following

Trishia's order. Trishia was very satisfied hearing the Senator's men's laughter and having fun with their

entertainment.

"Don't stop or I will shoot you!" Trishia threatened the fat woman. The woman continued dancing sexily

with her naked fat body exposed fearful of Trishia's temper.

"You two! You're next. Strip!" The gun was transferred to the siblings. The two didn't move. They were

both trembling tremendously. "Come on! Let me hear you giggles while dancing naked in front of these

men." Trishia commanded along with her silly chuckles.

"No!" The rude policeman sounded looking at his girlfriend. It seemed that the man was very protective

of his girl. Trishia felt more interested in it. Her eyes instantly sparked like she got a better idea.

"Oh! How sweet!" Trishia commented sarcastically as she put her legs crossed over the other.

"Then, you girl you have to choose. I will shoot him or you strip!" Trishia smirked waiting for the curly

woman's answer. "Strip or I will kill him!" Trishia roared impatiently. The curly woman hurriedly took off

her shirt. She got a beautiful body among the two women so the men got excited. "Dance!" Trishia

screamed angrily seeing the two siblings standing frozen. They looked at each other then they began

to sway their hips. It seemed the two were not just siblings but also partners in crime. They had great

coordination not only in giggling but also in dancing. Trishia could clearly see it and it made her more

excited.

The men were cheering the naked girls in front. They became excited when the curly girl entered the

show.

"You next!" Trishia pointed at the policeman. "Strip!" She ordered impatiently. "Don't make me say it

again because I bet you will not like it," Trishia mumbled confidently.

The policeman felt he had to do it quickly as he knew Trishia would not hesitate to kill him. In the first

place, he was the one who dragged her inside the cell. If there was one person she needed to kill first,

he was sure it would be him.

"So guys, do you want to have more fun?" Trishia asked nastily.

"Hell yeah!" The men answered screaming in chorus. Trishia's eyes rolled as she obviously knew what

these men wanted.

"Okay! Okay! This is what we gonna do. Release them. Whoever tried to escape shoot them." Trishia

smirked wickedly. The men quickly followed Trishia's order.

"You and you! Step forward!" Using her gun, Trishia pointed to the thin woman and the policeman to

come forward.

Afraid of losing their lives, they strode forward quickly. Trishia smiled satisfyingly.

"You!" Trishia pointed at the thin woman. "Give your sister's boyfriend a good kiss down there. Listen,

the best that you can. If we are not satisfied by your show, you will die first." Along with Trishia's nasty

order was the enthusiastic screaming of the men.

The curly woman's expression was awful. She could not believe she was about to see her boyfriend

and sister were going to make out in front of her. She felt very angry and her looks were threatening

her sister and her boyfriend making them unmoved but not until Trishia shot the ground near the two

without any warning.

The thin woman quickly knelt and did what Trishia asked. The curly woman was crying in anger while

clenching her fists. The policeman's lascivious moan echoed in the huge room. The atmosphere

suddenly filled with lustful air. The scene aroused everyone except Trishia and the curly woman who

wanted to kill her sister for betraying her.

"You bitch!" The curly woman could not control herself anymore as she attacked her sister and ended

up squabbling with each other on the ground. The scene for Trishia was very compelling. The sisters All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

with great coordination were now killing each other. Then Trishia grabbed a dagger from one of the

men beside her and threw it in front. Driven with intense anger, the curly woman got the knife first and

cut her sister's throat. Everyone was cheering for the one who successfully got out alive.

"Bravo! You killed your sister!" Trishia applauded. "Now drop the dagger to the ground or I will shoot

you," Trishia said calmly with her gun pointing at the curly woman.

The woman quickly put the dagger down and one of the men there kicked it out.

"1 down 3 more left," Trishia muttered in the air openly.

"Okay, dance baby dance! We are just starting!" Trishia added giggling.

"Now, since your boyfriend cheated on you, how about....hmmm..." Trishia uttered calmly but her gun

was pointing at her hostages.

"You!My men like you." Trishia pointed back at the curly woman." I will spare you life after you serve all

my men. How's that sound to you? Trishia was giving her a choice. The curly woman was stunned and

could not able to talk looking at her policeman boyfriend.

"No!" The policeman who enjoyed making out with the thin woman was stopping his girlfriend. There

were 12 men in the room to be exact. They were looking at her like prey.

"I! I represent myself!" Suddenly, the fat woman butted in when the curly woman was hesitating.

"Nahhh!!!" She quickly got a reply from the men. It seemed they strongly refused her.

Trishia could not help but laugh at the fat woman's desperate act. As cunning as she is, she was very

willing to use her body to save her life. Too bad, no one wanted her and too bad Trishia had no plan to

let her escape just like that.

"You heard that! No one wanted your disgusting fat body so back off!" Trishia humiliated the fat woman.

"Okay, I'll take your silence as a yes!" Trishia spoke impatiently to the curly woman then she snapped

her fingers in the air signaling her men to take the woman out of her sight.

"No!No!No!" The curly woman shouted with strong refusal as her naked body was carried by many men

who were like hungry beasts. The door closed leaving Trishia and the two hostages.

"Oh! It's the three of us here! Who's next?" Trishia coolly said.

"Ah!!!" Just after her words the policeman suddenly attacked Trishia with a vengeful expression but

before he could touch her, Trishia pulled the trigger. He was shot directly to his stomach. Blood was

dripping down like running water on the faucet. Then another gunshot was heard. Trishia put a bullet

on his shoulder which made him fall to the ground.

"How dare you! You will die with the memory of your girlfriend being slaughtered by many men.

Hahaha! That's what you got for offending me." After her words, she put an end to his life as she shot

him in the forehead.

"And you!" Trishia shifted her attention and gun to the fat woman who froze on her spot trembling.

"Please! I'm sorry about your hair and for bullying you. Please spare my life and I will serve you." The

fat woman quickly knelt pleading with Trishia.

The woman's proposal was not bad at all. She can use her before she kills her. Her service is more

worthy than her life but when she was about to agree another gunshot was heard. The fat woman was

shot dead with her eyes opened.

Trishia was startled as she looked at the person who did it.

"She is just wasting your time. You still have one guest waiting." Sen. Meyer appeared and shot the fat

woman. Then the door opened and his men were carrying another person.

Trishia was clueless about the Senator's words.

"Jayson?" Trishia uttered in shock.